i had a day

i had a day in which there was pure enjoyment.

i had a day that was crisp, cool, and energetic.

i had a day that allowed me to think.

i had a day that i spent with my family.

i had a day that cannot be compared.

i had a day of experiences that were fulfilling.

…

i had a day that i loved.

a loss of focus

it happens to the best of us. it’s not about getting too busy with things, though that too contributes to it, but many other factors. i’m finding that i have less to say about things than i did a year ago. part of me wonders if this is because of not wanting to get into debates with folks.

i say i write about social media, the enterprise, and other such topics, but since i set my blog up to be focused on these things, (it’s not this one) i find that i really don’t have much to talk about on it at this time. i built up a reader base that was about to hit the 400 mark, only to stop writing so often and i watch the readership dwindle down, day after day feeling like i change anything.

i know this to be false, all i have to do is get back to writing the useful content that brought folks to my blog before. my problem is inspiration – i just feel that there isn’t any in me right now, or that there isn’t the interest out there to read what i feel i should be talking about. it is a difficult position for me to be in, and i do need to decide whether i continue blogging at all or not – it’s that frustrating to me personally.

deep down, i’m sure i’ll continue, but wonder if i should post about taking a break or just post infrequently on marginally-related topics when i feel like it. hard to decide.

more ponderings

ponderings from the ponderosa… ok i’ll stop.

the thoughts keep flowing, but i don’t have the time to write them down. i’ve gone from completely dead on the work front for a week (which was nice time off) to full steam 16hr days. at least 2 in a row that is. i just launched a new theme on my blog and i have not had time to write posts for it. i’m behind and i’m feeling bad again.

so it’s back to the word processor to try and get at least a post for tomorrow nailed together. wish me luck.

finding me

what do you do when your imagination is left to flow through your humanity for a few days? how do you reconcile that, when you feel like you have to mask who you are at the end? how do you change so many things about your worldview and beliefs? or is it simply actually discovering who you really are and learning the truth? am i simply becoming comfortable with who i am and simply finding ways to express it?